Sheffield's heart skipped a beat. He stealthily sent a signal to his men when Napier wasn't looking.

"I have something important to tell you. Melody is still alive..." he said confidently, trying to distract Napier.

Just as Sheffield had intended, the last sentence succeeded in drawing

Napier's attention as the kidnapper took the bait like a hungry trout.

As he shook his head in disbelief, Napier's voice trembled with each word.

"You are talking nonsense! Ahh!"

Bang! Bang!

Napier's ear-piercing shriek was followed by two consecutive gunshots, before it faded and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground.

This was the only chance Sheffield was going to get and he knew that all too well. Without any hesitation, he rushed over and held Evelyn in his arms, kicking the injured kidnapper as far as he could.

Napier crashed into Melody's tombstone and spat out a mouthful of blood, writhing in excruciating pain.

Before long, more and more people swarmed in from all directions.

Safely nestling her head in Sheffield's arms, Evelyn shut her eyes tight and cherished the unique scent that belonged to him. This hug was all she needed at this moment.

“It's okay! Don't be afraid, honey! I'm here now," Sheffield comforted her.

Hmm..."

In a last ditch attempt to reverse the circumstances, Napier pulled out a dagger from his pocket. He bit off the scabbard, exposing the sharp blade and hurled it straight towards Sheffield.

The dagger flew fast in the air, but Sheffield reacted even faster.

The moment Sheffield's eyes caught the dagger in Napier's hand, he pushed Evelyn away and jumped up to kick the dagger back, parrying it and stabbing Napier on the leg.

“Ahh!”

As Napier screamed in agony, the police caught him and subdued him.

Napier was shamefully dragged out of there right before Melody's tombstone.

Carlos, Debbie and Matthew arrived shortly after, while Terilynn and

Joshua stayed back at home to look after Gwyn.

The Hilton family came in and circled around Evelyn in the middle to ensure her safety.

The evidence gathered against Napier's crimes was irrefutable. They had recorded everything, including Evelyn's telephone conversations, and the conversation between Sheffield and Napier just now.

At the very least, Napier could be sentenced to death for each crime he had committed.